Old school memories linger on. Left bad thoughts there, right u-
pon the stone. That wall I'd sit alone. But I
guess it doesn't matter, every memory did shatter when I
found what I needed above the ground.
Now I'm much better seated, all safe and sound.
All the bullshit of authority. Only there because they
qualified, but that don't mean they didn't lie about a hundred
things. Didn't give me wings.
I had to find them on my own.
Lost and only well when lonely.
What a dumb way to be. I set that waste free.
Well and only sad when I'm on the
edge of no activity.
I'm trynna pass the line where I feel no need to
whine cos i'd have all the time back. That I smoked and let pro-
gression lack. Thinking back to younger nights, parking lots and
car lights. Saw it all so fuckin clear. Now I know just
why I'm here. Misty covered eyeballs keepin me be-
tween these walls. Slowly deteriatin. Fuck that, time's a wastin.
How hard is it to not slip back into routine. Again.
Lost and only well when lonely.
What a dumb way to be. I set that waste free.
Well and only sad when I'm on the
edge of no activity.
Clashing memories, in dreams be-
low the seas. Sailing to colours, conflicting with
others to get, just to achieve. So hard when
you're the leaf that's fallen down.
